What’s that? You want the truth? I suppose after two years of our on and off again relationship, that is what you deserve. I mean, you were my first sublet in the city. You offered me my first part-time job when I needed money and my first one-bedroom apartment when I needed a place to stay. Sure the hot and cold faucets are reversed and one of my doors is mounted upside down but I think these details are kind of endearing.

What I’m saying is I think you have a lot to offer. I’m just ready to see different neighborhoods. I want a yard in the back and trees lining my street out front. I want a kitchen large enough to maneuver in without having to turn sideways to reach the sink. I want a porch and windows opening to more than one cardinal direction. I want to control my own heat. I want even floors, an attic, a basement. Quite frankly, I’m tired of the blaring horns of firetrucks, ambulances and police cars up and down Woodward and I’m done with the glow of the golden arches illuminating my bedroom at all hours of the night.

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This entry was posted on Thursday, December 8th, 2011 at 12:10 am and tagged with midtown, moving and posted in Daily Living, Detroit. You can follow any responses to this entry through the RSS 2.0 feed.

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This is a project that began in Thailand. Sift through the archives and you'll find some entertaining stories about my life as a volunteer teacher in "the land of smiles."

Now I continue to document life as it unfolds in Detroit. Here you'll find musings on living car-free in the Motor City, eating locally-grown food from urban gardens and making sense of this city's ever-evolving image.